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two brothers rush home, their honor is challenged
murky air stirs the facade of silence, walk like gentlemen
blisters and vitamin remedy, perhaps a sandswich later
cold labors have left you, warranting the singed paper
shifted in yet again, abhorence for the clues
seldom retreat finals, operatic carnivals
the turning leaf shrivels, three fold cords with dues
in your spectrum of impatience, you sat determined
in your lack of appreciation, you wasted in abundance
in your suffrage, you climbed into a vault of memories
wanting the answer you run, you run, you run, you run
the breaths fleeting and sparce, horse haired wind beats upon your brow
stares from the crowd of creatures, you deprive them of glory
turn the page and look away, turn the page and look away
your dwindling moments have landed in property's of others
what does it matter, as you rush home with your brother
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